Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Uruguay and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing R.M.O. to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
Deadbeat,
Crash Course in Science,
Sonic Youth,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Shadows of Knight,
Public Enemy,
Carl Craig,
Marc Almond,
DJ Sneak,
Lou Reed,
The Star Department,
Sun City Girls,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lucky Dragons,
Whodini,
Reagan Youth,
Camouflage,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Schoolly D,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Nik Kershaw,
The Young Rascals,
Gang Green,
Charles Mingus,
Grauzone,
Mark Hollis,
Wire,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
One Last Wish,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
China Crisis,
James White and The Blacks,
Young Marble Giants,
Darondo,
The Raincoats,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lou Christie,
The Knickerbockers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lindisfarne,
Prince Buster,
Bootsy Collins,
Black Moon,
Ronan,
Ornette Coleman,
Panda Bear,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bobby Sherman,
The Cowsills,
L. Decosne,
Girls At Our Best!,
Henry Cow,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Oneida,
Morten Harket,
The Index,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.